The Sun's End (Ded. L. Lit.)

Resan glances over her shoulder. She could have sworn she'd heard someone by the river not too far from where she was. Most likely just her nerves playing on the sound of her long crimson dress's skirts brushing against the ground. "Yes, that must be it," she whispers to herself, sighing. "I am simply an old fool afraid of another attack."

Resan frowns slightly, pausing and resting a hand against the stone wall of the field house. "Is someone there?" she calls out. If anything, it's merely a fledgling playing a trick on me. Nothing more, she thinks to herself.

(( First off, SO GLAD THIS RP DIDN'T DID GOR GOOD. Secondly, so this looks like a 1x1 kind of for now, unless someone joins. So would you like for me to make a second cherrie? Like a vamp so that they each have someone on their side? Or just go with these and see where it takes us?))

(We should both probably make another character, just in case. I had the perfect idea for a demigod, anyway.)

Resan sighs in relief, not really looking toward the voice. "You should be heading to class. Just because we are having to start anew does not mean that we will not do everything in our power to continue the same way," she says.

Resan rubs her temples, shaking her head. "You should know why. Our Goddess would not want us wallowing in self-pity over the destruction of the House of Night schools thanks to Kalona and Neferet." She said the names almost as if they were poison, the slightest hint of a growl in her voice. "And of course, Dallas, but that's something none of you need to know about."

Resan sighs, shaking her head as she breaks into a jog toward the voice. The idea that the girl was running... It worried her for many reasons, the foremost being that perhaps there was an attack being planned with her school as the target.